Though little about her I can claim to know
My wonder of Nature only seems to grow
And I have been in love with her since way back in time
Since I was quite young long before my life's prime
And that's going back more than half of a century ago
When I lived in the place where the old Finnow flow
To join the Blackwater through fields and by many a ditch and hedgerow
By the homes of the badger, the pheasant and crow
For as long as my body the breath of life does retain
The strong love of Nature in me will remain
I have loved her for decades and I always will
Ever since I first heard the lark sing above the brown hill
A memory to cherish recall and enjoy
At the wonder of the wonderment of a young boy.
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